Sunday, March 16, 2008

Wedding!

Hmm... what can I say about my own wedding, my second wedding to the same woman in less than 6 months. As Joy jokingly put it in our rehearsal, when Papa Nacion gives her away again its like he's saying: "I already gave her the first time. Why you didn't take her? Take her please... I beg you."

The preparation period was not very busy for me, I'm the groom, I put on slacks, dress shoes and a barong tagalog and I'm pretty much done. I rewrote my vows and memorized them. And then basically waited until it was time to leave.


Joy and the girls were of course working feverishly with stylists, photographers, flowers, and other feminine arcana that serves to provide huge amounts of work and complexity and support whole populations of hard working beauty technicians.

The wedding itself was very beautiful. Way nicer than I had thought. Not everything was to Joy's liking (she had a very defined idea of what she wanted and she is quite artistic), but it was still a very nice wedding. It was outside at a venue called the mango farm (since it used to be a small mango plantation) so most of the trees are these large beautiful mango trees.


we had some minor hangups as we spent quite a while waiting for everyone to arrive at the venue (the number of cars was quite small for the number of people and it was about a 20 min. drive). But once we got started it was very beautiful, the ceremony itself went well. I'm really not a fan of ceremonies, but the setting was very beautiful and the group was fun. And of course I got married to the love of my life again. Although I'm not fond of ceremonies, its because I'm much more fond of reality, the truth that Joy and I are married.




Compared to the previous wedding, this was more formal... less joking around... less humor... but more beautiful, more artistic.

Here are some post-ceremony pictures of the present immediate family:


and of course the entire Nacion-Layosa clan... a powerful contingent:


The reception was nice... good food, some fun games, not overly long. Oh, and there is this great thing where the new couple dances through the reception area and people pin money on them (we made a tidy haul of money which kept us going through Boracay).


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